"Yeah," Su Wenzheng smiled, "I said I'd come over to keep you company, but I didn't expect you to come out so soon. How was it? Did you meet your future daughter-in-law?"
The Chu and Xu families were already in a state of panic because of the troubles caused by Chu Wenzhou, and their reputation was not good either. Su Wenzheng was just deliberately poking at them.
As expected, upon hearing this, Xu Yajun's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
The son born to her ex-wife is doing well in the army, but her own son has caused such a big scandal outside. How can she remain calm?
"Don't be too proud of yourself. Just like the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe before, who knows when their performance will fail."
She looked at Su Wenzheng, her meaning was too obvious, "Don't you think so?"
"You don't have to worry about that."
Su Wenzheng smiled and said, "Our teacher Yuman is different from teacher Wenxin. She has a strong control over the script."
Xu Yajun said with a sour tone, "Then I really want to meet your teacher Yuman."
The Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe and the Sixteenth Division were lost, and her own son got into such a big trouble. This period of time was the most unlucky time for her.
Seeing Su Wenzheng so proud, I felt very annoyed.
"How about we go over and take a look now?" Su Wenzheng raised an eyebrow. "You'll know once you see it. It's superb."
Seeing this smug look, Xu Yajun almost couldn't keep the smile on his face.
"No more," she patted the non-existent dust on her hands and said disdainfully, "I have to go back to the old house to see my uncle later, so I don't have that much free time."
She is a well-known person after all, how could she possibly make a special trip to see the scriptwriter of the art troupe?
After saying that, he walked directly to the car, and the driver considerately opened the door.
"I said I would accompany you for a while." Su Wenzheng stood there, looking at her and waved at her. "Since you want to go back, go slowly on the way."
Xu Yajun nodded reluctantly.
It was not until the car drove away that Su Wenzheng's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.
What are you pretending for? You are the ones who have climbed to the top and become a phoenix, yet you look down on this and that.
She turned her head to look at the hospital but had no intention of going in. Ever since Jiang Wanxia did those stupid things, she had been completely disappointed with this female soldier.
This time when she married into the Chu family, Xu Yajun had the same attitude, which was no different from entering a dangerous place.
I hope she can handle it.
Thinking of this, Su Wenzheng turned around and rushed towards the art troupe.
After returning home, Jiang Yuman was still guarding outside the practice room. Su Wenzheng felt relieved after seeing this and turned back to the office to handle business.
The 10th Division Art Troupe will take over the Shenzhen Military Region performance, but they cannot be the only ones to take charge of those difficult areas.
It's not easy for the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe to disappear.
Su Wenzheng took out the letter paper. She was going to write a letter to the Military Art Union. She believed that with the current reputation of "Hot-Blooded Youth", Ji Fangshu would not be able to benefit from it.
Just as I put pen to paper, there was a knock on the door.
When she looked up, Wen Xin was standing at the door. When she saw her looking over, she politely greeted her, "Captain Su."
Su Wenzheng put down the pen in her hand. Xu Yajun came so suddenly that she actually forgot that Wenxin was going to come to the art troupe today.
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The female soldiers practiced until noon.
When they came out, Zhuang Wanbai and Yang Yunyi had already returned in Commander Zheng's car, but even so, there was one more person guarding downstairs.
Just as they were wondering, the slightly unfamiliar figure turned around. After seeing who it was, the female soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.
His eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Yuman and Wen Xinyu.
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